The Poet’s New Year Resolutions

Next year I will be ever so good,
And do the things I know I should,
I won’t pick fights, sit in a heap,
Or lie upon the couch and sleep.

I’ll get up every day at eight
And go to bed before it’s late,
I’ll give up eating fatty food,
And live on oatmeal that is good.

I’ll polish my shoes and comb my hair,
Even though there isn’t any there,
Tidy my desk and Hoover my rug,
Drink my tea and wash my mug.

I’ll be polite and mind my manners,
Sort my tools and number my spanners,
I’ll give up cake and big choux buns,
I won’t call German tourists Huns.

I’ll willingly get my swine flu jag,
And swear allegiance to the flag,
I’ll drink weak tea and wash my cup,
And then, with luck, I will wake up.

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Filed under Cautionary tale, Christmas Humor, Christmas Humour, comic verse, Funny Christmas Poems, funny poem, humor, humorous verse, humour, rhyme, whimsy

2 responses to “The Poet’s New Year Resolutions

  1. I love this! I have just today been blogging on my nonsense blog about the folly of new year’s resolutions. happy new year!

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